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My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 82: Ignorance of Value_1
"Stop thinking nonsense, if your mom marries him, he would definitely..." kill her in bed, of course, she dared not say this to the child, "Well... would certainly hurt her, at that time, there won’t be any money left. Anyway, from now on, forget him, or I’ll spank you."
When the child was brought back, Ye Wanli was both alarmed and delighted and came up to greet her. Holding the little girl, he burst into tears.
"Dad, it’s okay now. Thanks for your hard work these past couple of days helping me find the little girl." Ye Lu’s eyes were red, she was touched. Her father was always the one who cared most about them.
"What’s this about polite phrases? The little girl is also my darling. But who actually saved her?" Ye Wanli’s mind was finally put at ease. It was good that the little girl was safe. Otherwise, he would have wasted a lot of effort and investment.
Ye Lu didn’t dare to tell him about ThirdYoung Master Jun. She just said a kind-hearted person saved the little girl.
Ye Wanli didn’t say anything. He only noticed the little girl had something in her pocket. He took it out with surprise and saw it was a glittering serpentine piece of jewelry.
Under the lamp, it shone with brilliant light.
Ye Wanli was no inexperienced person. With one look, he knew it was precious. His heart thumped wildly.
He quickly laughed and asked Ye Yi, "YiYi, what’s this and where did you get it?"
Ye Yi glanced at Ye Lu and chuckling, said, "It’s a gift from a ’nice person’. It’s pretty, isn’t it? It’s a glittering serpent of crystal."
Ye Lu grumbled in annoyance. A handsome man who gave a disgusting serpent as a gift.
Crystal? Dark light flashed in Ye Wanli’s eyes. This little girl was too young and didn’t know how to discern quality.
From his perspective, the serpent was made from precious gems and diamonds. Its unique design made it a top-shelf collectible.
However, who really saved this little girl and gave such an expensive gift? His eyes were glued to the jewelry. Leaving such a valuable item with a girl who couldn’t tell its worth seemed like such a waste.
Ye Yuan stood at the corner of the stairway, silently observing. He saw Ye Wanli greedily eyeing the jewel. His eyes narrowed slightly.
Even though he was young and didn’t understand the ways of the world, a child’s intuition was quite sharp. He always felt an unease about his grandfather, despite his kind treatment towards him and his siblings.
The way his grandfather’s smile changed in front of him and his mother always made him uneasy. He had previously not understood this difference.
Now, he was gradually gaining consciousness and suspected that perhaps his grandfather was not genuinely good to them.
Of course, this was only his intuition. He had no evidence.
But, he would definitely find the evidence.
***
Meanwhile, in the villa.
"Third Young Master, did you find out anything?" Feiyu curiously watched the Third Young Master emerge from the study.
ThirdYoung Master Jun said, "The other party has indeed been very secretive, maintaining anonymity when dealing with these assassins. However, no matter how secretive, there are always small leaks."
He handed him a piece of paper on which some English numbers and a series of numbers were recorded.
"Go check, from which bank this money came, the information of the account holder, and the people he has been in contact with recently. The other party will definitely not directly use their own account to pay, but through a middleman, or even several middlemen. However, as long as there’s a transaction, it can be found."
Feiyu gave a nod of approval. The Third Young Master was indeed meticulous, able to capture even the smallest details.
"Deal with the people inside cleanly." The Third Young Master’s icy voice held no mercy. He took out a handkerchief, wiped his fingers clean, and threw it to the ground, " They ruined my plans, they deserve to die!"
Feiyu immediately understood. The Third Young Master felt these people chose a bad time to show up, ruining his good deeds and spoiling his mood for the night.







